I am learning to be wax. Soft, soft wax before a fire. Hot wax that runs as if it were water.
This fluidity wrecks me! The Lord wrecks me and melts me and molds me into a new creation!
I have established a pretty decent routine here in Cambodia. Wake up at 4:30AM, morning prayer in a language I do not understand, breakfast at 7:00AM, and on. Every bit of me fights this routine. This routine melts my independence!
But Micah 1:4 says that even the mountains will melt under the Lord. Mountains! Under this heat, the mountains rush and run like rivers. Only God can do that!
As wax, I have...
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